Ye Jitong really cried now.

"There is a severe drought in the sky, which is a disaster and a punishment from God. I dare not disturb Your Majesty rashly, so as not to arouse public opinion in the world!"

Ye Jitong’s worries are well-documented.

In the twelfth year of North Vietnam's founding, there was a severe drought in Puling County.

It didn't rain for a whole year.

Things started at that time, and the people complained.

A rumor that "the emperor is unkind and the heaven and earth punish him" has spread among the people.

The founding emperor Xia Shengzong of the then forced him to issue a letter to punish him.

Even the altar was opened for a month, just to ask for rain.

The situation was tragic at that time. Not only were the corpses floating everywhere, but countless people even lost their vitality due to lack of water.

The consequences of the severe drought are that there is no harvest except for crops.

There may even be river tributaries drying up and breaking down.

This is a very serious matter. Ye Jitong did not immediately submit a report to the capital city after thinking about it.

He originally thought that when the thunderstorm season was in the summer, the rain would definitely come.

However, the sun is like an immortal golden crow.

It was sunny in the air.

When Ye Jitong heard that the emperor was coming to Beidu to escape the summer heat, he was very frightened.

The matter could not be hidden, but he wanted to embellish the peace.

Xia Hongmo was furious: "Don't worry! You dare to hide this disaster without repaying it!"

Ye Jitong raised his head and tears fell like rain: "If I can pray for the rain to bring sweet rain, I will be willing to sacrifice to the sky with my body!

The princess is right. The people rarely come out to buy things again. It is difficult for them to fill their stomachs!

It’s not that there are no beggars, but that there are no people on the street.”

Xia Hongmo's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth for a moment, turned around and walked around.

It turned out that the street where Ye Jitong led him to was prepared in advance.

But in other places, there is actually land cracking.

Even after Xia Hongmo took a few steps, he saw one or two corpses floating on the river not far away.

The river water is drying up sharply, and all the mud and sand flow into the water.

Some people are desperate and would rather drink dirty water and drown in the river than die of thirst under the ruthless sun.

The officials were heartbroken!

The croplands on which the people rely for their survival have actually become a piece of dry and cracked wasteland!

Xia Baoer saw all this, and she was very worried.

She could imagine the pain without water.

She looked around and confirmed that no one was looking at her.

Xia Baoer spread her pink and tender fingers and tried hard to condense the water vapor.

But the water droplets just popped up a little from her fingertips and dripped onto the ground.

It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

No, there is too little water here.

Even her mana could not generate a complete water ball.

In the small glass ball around Xia Baoer's waist, Youlian shook her tail uneasily.

She subconsciously turned her head and looked around, looking for Brother Afei.

But just now I saw him standing next to Xia Hongmo, why didn’t I see anyone in the blink of an eye?

"Baoer!" Huifei walked out of the crowd.

She held Xia Baoer in her arms: "The environment here is chaotic, don't run around, is it okay to follow your mother?"

Xia Baoer's little head rested on Huifei's shoulder with great sadness.

Her voice was slim: "Mom, they have no home."

Concubine Hui was a little surprised that her daughter could feel so much.

She touched Xia Baoer's fluffy black hair with her hands.

"Good baby, Daddy and the ministers will find a way, everyone will be fine, don't worry."
Chapter completed!